What an offensive introduction to the Scientology con.
Why doesn’t Scientology just say:
a) Hi, I’m a Scientologist, do you know what that is?
ANSWER: We Scientologists train to become a kind of soul therapist. We pair up in pairs, and one of us plays the soul therapist, and the other Scientologist plays the soul patient, and we delve into our soul memories, and dive into our past lives, we dive into all sorts of exciting science fiction type of past lives trauma and “implants” that messed us up as a soul, and by “Clearing” all this up, with our soul therapy, we became “Clear.”
And after we are “Clear” we then do a lot of exorcism, because in Scientology we learn that all humans have surplus invisible souls hitchhiking on our human bodies, and we do a lot of exorcism, for years, to remove all these hitchhiking invisible souls off of us.
That’s how we fix a human, person by person, with our soul therapy and our soul exorcism.
Want to try it?
———————
That would be the honest way to disseminate Scientology.
if a person is gullible enough to want to delve into their soul memories, and do a lot of soul exorcism, then Scientology’s got some long drawn out expensive steps that take forever, and blame the followers and punish the follower, for a long time, while they struggle to learn the soul therapy procedures, and the soul exorcism procedures.
Scientology’s expensive, and nasty to ex followers if they speak up after they quit.
When Scientology fails, it never blames itself, it blames the followers and blames the outside world, but the Scientology rules state to blame the followers and staffs of Scientology, but Hubbard liked to blame the outside world alot also.
Lawyers have been paid to help Scientology keep this scam going, and the lawyers will come after you also.
For myself: One day as I was walking past the Edward Street $camology building in Brisbane years ago this person armed with a clipboard stepped in front of me. The conversation went something like this:
“I’m doing a survey.”
“Are you?”
“Yes, would you be interested?”
Took me all of five seconds to say yes because I was getting sick and tired of being accosted whenever I walked that way to my local comic shop. Before I forget, I’m 183 cm (6 feet) tall and at that stage weighed about 115 kilos (18 stone) and was wearing my mirrored sunglasses. The person who was in front of me was about 170 cm (5’7).
“Go ahead.”
“What’s your name?”
“No comment.”
“Um, right.”
“Next question?”
“Er, what sort of person are you?”
I stepped forward and loomed over him.
“I have delusions of grandeur and psycopathy.” And did a rictus smile at him.
The speed at which he took off and scuttled up the stairs almost melted the pavement. I felt great after that because they never pestered me again.
Do they disseminate to people on the street anymore? The last several years I have walked around Big Blue twice, Denver Org a few times, Miami and New York City org and I’ve never seen them doing that. In fact a couple years ago walking around big blue the security guy on the bicycle tracked me down to ask if he knew me and the staff I passed on the sidewalk wouldn’t even speak when I said hello. I got the impression they were more interested in keeping people out than getting people in.
I’m sure they never heard of John Wayne Gacy and his trick handcuffs, or the graveyard he kept under his house. Or Jeffrey Dahmer, and his special fridge where he kept his friends, partly.
There are times when being so ignorant of the world outside the scammy cherch might be dangerous.
RB you’ve created a communication/language phenomenon with this one, but it sure puts Scientology think on the table and I reckon even Hubbard would be lost for words thinking about or replying to this one. Scientologists truly come from a place not visited often by rational people and when they do visit, some sort of dark, horribleness results. I just stared at the screen after reading it sort of spellbound, “how in the world do you comment on that?!
Here’s my shot at it, it’s the closest I could get: “Something [rhetorical] questions all have in common . . . is that they are not asked, and are not understood, as ordinary information-seeking questions, but as making some kind of claim, or assertion, an assertion of the opposite polarity to that of the question.”
“Out int” comes close too. (sorry to those who don’t know what that means, but it’s a real mind fog, punch in the head type of a thing).
Speaking of Ruins, I figure that I should probably introduce myself. My name is vÇťda (vä’dÉ™). While I’m a wog, I was also raised in a Fundamentalist cult (Bob Jones — I believe that BJU was actually mentioned in season 3 of ‘Scientology and the Aftermath’) and can empathize with pretty much everything: brainwashing, isolation, control, disconnection, abuse, sexual deviance, corruption, jargon, world domination, etc. It really is the exact same thing, just replace COB with Dr. Bob and LRH with The Lord.
I ended up here because I was a victim of a “Fair Game” campaign.
Way back in 2003-2006, I had a bit of an “internet presence” on a site called Newgrounds. (YouTube before YouTube existed.) There was a guy who became obsessed with me. He spent several years trying to get me to leave my abusive boyfriend and run off with him. That never happened. I married said piece of shit (at the ripe old age of 18 — g#d bless the cult life), and the creep took it really hard. I left the internet, my friend started dating someone and ended our friendship, and then life took its course.
In 2017 (ten years later), health issues caused me to return to social media. I began preparing to start a new career in an “Influencer” position (🤮) as a means of survival, given newfound disability. I had been dealing with some harassment from my old friend and his wife and began calling attention to it. Then, all hell broke loose. I was smeared, stalked, harassed, censored, and eventually misappropriated/plagiarized by DC Comics.
Because of the “Fair Game” tactics, I naively assumed that my old friend was a Scientologist. Turns out he’s not (closer than I realized;)), but I’m here, regardless, and I can’t help but do something about the Hubbard condition.
I’d love to start helping in the fight against Scientology. Please, whatever I can do. Posting links, promoting networks, finding adorable housing for ex-Sea Org—anything. Just let me know.
Stick around here, at Tony Ortega’s site, watch people like Chris Shelton, MSc or Jon Atack on YouTube, and others who are trying to bring the worst abuses of the cherch to light of day.
So let’s make the unable more able… only the question is for what… this is one of my earliest questions in the cherz… this spot from RB is really hot… I like it… because some inability is much better then the wished upon ability… so also profession as an auditor… … surely, more able to communicate… but about what did you communicate? In some way it was never real communication… only bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bls bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla… and bla bla…
Bla bla bla bla bla bla Dianetics bla bla bla bla bla IAS bla bla bla bla bla bla bla Go up in status bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla Massive Expansion bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla Straight Up And Vertical bla bla bla bla bla Max out your credit cards bla bla bla…………
But I could swear that you forgot a “blah” somewhere in your post.
I suggest you might join a cult so that you could obtain some “Super Powers”. Your vision would improve drastically and I’m certain that you would then be able to find your missing “blah”.
I believe you may be mistaken just a little bit there.
Quoting from the Supreme Being’s manual. “Always remember that we only want two things from the Wogs.”
1) We want all their money.
2) After we have all their money, then we want them to Fuck Off! There is no point in wasting our time and anyone who has no money. Do not get that wrong again.
By the way, can you loan me a dollar which I will repay you at the end of your Billion Year Contract? Honest I will. I would sooner die before I would fail to pay you back.
Got a dollar? Got a dollar? If not, I suppose that I would accept a nickel.
Last weekend I was attending a night market, which are in reality boozing sessions. In fact, I’d taken aboard a few beers and was actually leaving carrying a beer with me – so a real yob I guess. We passed a table where two people were (trying to) sell Dianetics books, and my attention as drawn. Two people from my past that I knew well back in the day noticed me. We’d all known each other about 30 years by now. The one old biddy starts talking to me (I realised after the event it was really an impromptu sec check), asking how I was doing and how were my daughters. All was sweetness and roses. She then asks if I’m talking to my son, and when I say we haven’t spoken in years, within half a second she swivels around and walks off leaving me speechless. Then I realised she was obviously suspicious because she hadn’t seen me in 15 years, but obviously no official declares or anything are made anymore. That one person doesn’t speak to me was sufficient evidence for her to conclude I was in bad odour and infecting her teety thweety theta. Just amazingly judgmental. To put it in perspective, both these women had husbands who died while having auditing. Imagine what I missed!
I will pay you back just as soon as I take a trip to the Little Boys Room. Honest I will! I swear it on the life of the Fat Man.
When I return your beer, it may be in a second-hand condition and it may smell a little funny. But you must understand, that is what you get when you loan anything to someone in this filthy fucking cult.
Ain’t that it.
I lucked out totally in my first few experiences body routing, I didn’t know the public Scientologists yet, and kept picking OTs that were on their way in. Lol They would humor me and then disclose who they were.
They always did really well at the awareness scale so it amazed me until they said who they were. Hahaha. I hated that job! Especially at -15 on Christmas Day. How incredibly stupid is that.
Yeah it really sux! Even as a sup/auditor I was forced to do it every now and again. Didn’t have a Christmas day for years too. It was all enforced by exec’s that got more pleasure from bossing people around than applying the subject and cause they allegedly committed to. Very few exec’s ever got past basic staff statuses, seldom if ever finished their hatting and as sup rarely if ever I saw them in the academy. They all professed how much they wanted to be auditors, but it was just lip service. I truly learned to despise those hypocrites. If I remember correctly I think we went through 8 or 9 EDs in one year! There were a few that tried but the crap from uplines destroyed them, turned then mean. Then there were the Flag trained ones!!! and in the of course of time they just caved everything in. Of course the “flying SO” ones saving the world would descend upon us and make life even more miserable than it was, but they too suddenly disappeared, usually in a month or so. (The only peace I got was when I had a PC is session).
Big talking bosses who specialized in and really knew how to enforce body routing and CF.
Good memories and Scientology are like oil & water, they don’t mix.
Indeed Ruth – “How incredibly stupid is that?”
Sorry…
Scientology staff is like stepping in fresh dog pooh with deep tread soled shoes. The odor just follows you around and the bigger dogs start sniffing you.
Yea…body routing. Working all day, then a mandatory all hands on some mailing project until 4 in the morning. Sent to ethics if you left early.
Oh yea….the memories…
Wow, RB. That left me speechless. You are the best.
Has there been a disconnection of communications over differing realities with no awareness of aberrated affinitys?
What an offensive introduction to the Scientology con.
Why doesn’t Scientology just say:
a) Hi, I’m a Scientologist, do you know what that is?
ANSWER: We Scientologists train to become a kind of soul therapist. We pair up in pairs, and one of us plays the soul therapist, and the other Scientologist plays the soul patient, and we delve into our soul memories, and dive into our past lives, we dive into all sorts of exciting science fiction type of past lives trauma and “implants” that messed us up as a soul, and by “Clearing” all this up, with our soul therapy, we became “Clear.”
And after we are “Clear” we then do a lot of exorcism, because in Scientology we learn that all humans have surplus invisible souls hitchhiking on our human bodies, and we do a lot of exorcism, for years, to remove all these hitchhiking invisible souls off of us.
That’s how we fix a human, person by person, with our soul therapy and our soul exorcism.
Want to try it?
———————
That would be the honest way to disseminate Scientology.
if a person is gullible enough to want to delve into their soul memories, and do a lot of soul exorcism, then Scientology’s got some long drawn out expensive steps that take forever, and blame the followers and punish the follower, for a long time, while they struggle to learn the soul therapy procedures, and the soul exorcism procedures.
Scientology’s expensive, and nasty to ex followers if they speak up after they quit.
When Scientology fails, it never blames itself, it blames the followers and blames the outside world, but the Scientology rules state to blame the followers and staffs of Scientology, but Hubbard liked to blame the outside world alot also.
Lawyers have been paid to help Scientology keep this scam going, and the lawyers will come after you also.
Want to join?
Excellent Sir
For myself: One day as I was walking past the Edward Street $camology building in Brisbane years ago this person armed with a clipboard stepped in front of me. The conversation went something like this:
“I’m doing a survey.”
“Are you?”
“Yes, would you be interested?”
Took me all of five seconds to say yes because I was getting sick and tired of being accosted whenever I walked that way to my local comic shop. Before I forget, I’m 183 cm (6 feet) tall and at that stage weighed about 115 kilos (18 stone) and was wearing my mirrored sunglasses. The person who was in front of me was about 170 cm (5’7).
“Go ahead.”
“What’s your name?”
“No comment.”
“Um, right.”
“Next question?”
“Er, what sort of person are you?”
I stepped forward and loomed over him.
“I have delusions of grandeur and psycopathy.” And did a rictus smile at him.
The speed at which he took off and scuttled up the stairs almost melted the pavement. I felt great after that because they never pestered me again.
Mind numbing. It really is.
Do they disseminate to people on the street anymore? The last several years I have walked around Big Blue twice, Denver Org a few times, Miami and New York City org and I’ve never seen them doing that. In fact a couple years ago walking around big blue the security guy on the bicycle tracked me down to ask if he knew me and the staff I passed on the sidewalk wouldn’t even speak when I said hello. I got the impression they were more interested in keeping people out than getting people in.
…Arslycus… 🤣
The worst part is they’ll never realize how lucky they were not to get in the van while they’re being punished for low stats.
I’m sure they never heard of John Wayne Gacy and his trick handcuffs, or the graveyard he kept under his house. Or Jeffrey Dahmer, and his special fridge where he kept his friends, partly.
There are times when being so ignorant of the world outside the scammy cherch might be dangerous.
Talk about optimism. Getting in the van with a registered sex offender is optimistic. But at least their stats will be up.
RB you’ve created a communication/language phenomenon with this one, but it sure puts Scientology think on the table and I reckon even Hubbard would be lost for words thinking about or replying to this one. Scientologists truly come from a place not visited often by rational people and when they do visit, some sort of dark, horribleness results. I just stared at the screen after reading it sort of spellbound, “how in the world do you comment on that?!
Here’s my shot at it, it’s the closest I could get: “Something [rhetorical] questions all have in common . . . is that they are not asked, and are not understood, as ordinary information-seeking questions, but as making some kind of claim, or assertion, an assertion of the opposite polarity to that of the question.”
“Out int” comes close too. (sorry to those who don’t know what that means, but it’s a real mind fog, punch in the head type of a thing).
Hi, everyone.
Speaking of Ruins, I figure that I should probably introduce myself. My name is vÇťda (vä’dÉ™). While I’m a wog, I was also raised in a Fundamentalist cult (Bob Jones — I believe that BJU was actually mentioned in season 3 of ‘Scientology and the Aftermath’) and can empathize with pretty much everything: brainwashing, isolation, control, disconnection, abuse, sexual deviance, corruption, jargon, world domination, etc. It really is the exact same thing, just replace COB with Dr. Bob and LRH with The Lord.
I ended up here because I was a victim of a “Fair Game” campaign.
Way back in 2003-2006, I had a bit of an “internet presence” on a site called Newgrounds. (YouTube before YouTube existed.) There was a guy who became obsessed with me. He spent several years trying to get me to leave my abusive boyfriend and run off with him. That never happened. I married said piece of shit (at the ripe old age of 18 — g#d bless the cult life), and the creep took it really hard. I left the internet, my friend started dating someone and ended our friendship, and then life took its course.
In 2017 (ten years later), health issues caused me to return to social media. I began preparing to start a new career in an “Influencer” position (🤮) as a means of survival, given newfound disability. I had been dealing with some harassment from my old friend and his wife and began calling attention to it. Then, all hell broke loose. I was smeared, stalked, harassed, censored, and eventually misappropriated/plagiarized by DC Comics.
Because of the “Fair Game” tactics, I naively assumed that my old friend was a Scientologist. Turns out he’s not (closer than I realized;)), but I’m here, regardless, and I can’t help but do something about the Hubbard condition.
I’d love to start helping in the fight against Scientology. Please, whatever I can do. Posting links, promoting networks, finding adorable housing for ex-Sea Org—anything. Just let me know.
Time to stop bleeding and start doing.
Stick around here, at Tony Ortega’s site, watch people like Chris Shelton, MSc or Jon Atack on YouTube, and others who are trying to bring the worst abuses of the cherch to light of day.
Opportunities to help will present themselves.
The amount of “cloud fogginess” these guys display is unfortunately all too real.
Keep those TR’s in boys.
So let’s make the unable more able… only the question is for what… this is one of my earliest questions in the cherz… this spot from RB is really hot… I like it… because some inability is much better then the wished upon ability… so also profession as an auditor… … surely, more able to communicate… but about what did you communicate? In some way it was never real communication… only bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bls bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla… and bla bla…
Bla bla bla bla bla bla Dianetics bla bla bla bla bla IAS bla bla bla bla bla bla bla Go up in status bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla Massive Expansion bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla Straight Up And Vertical bla bla bla bla bla Max out your credit cards bla bla bla…………
Forgive me should I be wrong …..
But I could swear that you forgot a “blah” somewhere in your post.
I suggest you might join a cult so that you could obtain some “Super Powers”. Your vision would improve drastically and I’m certain that you would then be able to find your missing “blah”.
Much “blah blah”
Gabriel the Angel Slayer of sickening cults.
There more Catholics in North East Minneapolis than there are people in The Bubble worldwide.
Wait! I already said that.
That’s because the Catholic Church is looking for new members while Scientology only wants your money.
Alcoboy,
I believe you may be mistaken just a little bit there.
Quoting from the Supreme Being’s manual. “Always remember that we only want two things from the Wogs.”
1) We want all their money.
2) After we have all their money, then we want them to Fuck Off! There is no point in wasting our time and anyone who has no money. Do not get that wrong again.
By the way, can you loan me a dollar which I will repay you at the end of your Billion Year Contract? Honest I will. I would sooner die before I would fail to pay you back.
Got a dollar? Got a dollar? If not, I suppose that I would accept a nickel.
Got a nickel? Got a nickel?
Signed,
LRH
Supreme Being of the Cult of “Gotcha Money”
Last weekend I was attending a night market, which are in reality boozing sessions. In fact, I’d taken aboard a few beers and was actually leaving carrying a beer with me – so a real yob I guess. We passed a table where two people were (trying to) sell Dianetics books, and my attention as drawn. Two people from my past that I knew well back in the day noticed me. We’d all known each other about 30 years by now. The one old biddy starts talking to me (I realised after the event it was really an impromptu sec check), asking how I was doing and how were my daughters. All was sweetness and roses. She then asks if I’m talking to my son, and when I say we haven’t spoken in years, within half a second she swivels around and walks off leaving me speechless. Then I realised she was obviously suspicious because she hadn’t seen me in 15 years, but obviously no official declares or anything are made anymore. That one person doesn’t speak to me was sufficient evidence for her to conclude I was in bad odour and infecting her teety thweety theta. Just amazingly judgmental. To put it in perspective, both these women had husbands who died while having auditing. Imagine what I missed!
Have you got a beer?
Can you loan me a beer?
I will pay you back just as soon as I take a trip to the Little Boys Room. Honest I will! I swear it on the life of the Fat Man.
When I return your beer, it may be in a second-hand condition and it may smell a little funny. But you must understand, that is what you get when you loan anything to someone in this filthy fucking cult.
Do not forget to come back for your beer.
Your buddy,
Gabriel
Ain’t that it.
I lucked out totally in my first few experiences body routing, I didn’t know the public Scientologists yet, and kept picking OTs that were on their way in. Lol They would humor me and then disclose who they were.
They always did really well at the awareness scale so it amazed me until they said who they were. Hahaha. I hated that job! Especially at -15 on Christmas Day. How incredibly stupid is that.
Yeah it really sux! Even as a sup/auditor I was forced to do it every now and again. Didn’t have a Christmas day for years too. It was all enforced by exec’s that got more pleasure from bossing people around than applying the subject and cause they allegedly committed to. Very few exec’s ever got past basic staff statuses, seldom if ever finished their hatting and as sup rarely if ever I saw them in the academy. They all professed how much they wanted to be auditors, but it was just lip service. I truly learned to despise those hypocrites. If I remember correctly I think we went through 8 or 9 EDs in one year! There were a few that tried but the crap from uplines destroyed them, turned then mean. Then there were the Flag trained ones!!! and in the of course of time they just caved everything in. Of course the “flying SO” ones saving the world would descend upon us and make life even more miserable than it was, but they too suddenly disappeared, usually in a month or so. (The only peace I got was when I had a PC is session).
Big talking bosses who specialized in and really knew how to enforce body routing and CF.
Good memories and Scientology are like oil & water, they don’t mix.
Indeed Ruth – “How incredibly stupid is that?”
Yawn, thanks for all the memories. AGH!
Sorry…
Scientology staff is like stepping in fresh dog pooh with deep tread soled shoes. The odor just follows you around and the bigger dogs start sniffing you.
Yea…body routing. Working all day, then a mandatory all hands on some mailing project until 4 in the morning. Sent to ethics if you left early.
Oh yea….the memories…
Haha, good times. :/ lol